spike had never seen himself being in this intimate form of fashion with darla. sure , they’ve all had sex in the same room back in the olden days but darla and spike never had the desire to touch one another. they hated each other , was constantly annoyed by each other’s words and presence. despite all of that , though , he was reveling in the way her lips pressed and licked at the flesh of his neck. he even hummed in satisfaction with his hands resting on her lower back. a shaky breath was exhaled from his lips when her teeth grabs a hold of his earlobe , crinkling his nose. he listened to every word that came from her lips but at the mention of the immortal... then dracula... but he was immediately distracted when she mentions his old flame , a woman he’d never stop loving no matter how much time has passed... drusilla. he smirked , of course , because even the thought of drusilla and darla was enough to get his pants to tighten at the crotch. ❛ yeah ? ❜ he asked , his suggestive grin still painting his lips as he pulled back only to meet her cold but lustful eyes. ❛ as crazy as dru was , she knew what she was goin’ on ‘bout when it came to wrestlin’ in the sheets ❜ he chuckled , his hands subtly sliding up the inside of her shirt , his fingertips caressing her skin softly. ❛ i’d like to test that theory ma’ self... ❜